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Chapter Eighty-four: Alex's Second betrayal
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My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter Eighty Five: Confronting Alex (1)
Curiosity indeed was a dangerous thing. It nudges you toward answers you may not be ready for. But after everything, I deserved to know.After all curiosity killed the cat and I wasn't ‘the cat’ I was Sophia and it was as simple as that.I needed to meet Alex to find out why he did what he did, so I texted him.I didn’t tell Ethan. If he knew, he would never let me come. I knew that he had probably found a thousand ways to keep Alex from speaking to me at all. But Ethan wasn’t here nowOf course Alex thought I didn’t know and that’s what made this interesting.I texted him earlier, keeping it simple I sent him a ‘we need to talk’ text and he didn't even hesitate to reply asking for the location and of course I told him the café that made the donuts I liked.He agreed, I wondered why he said yes maybe it was because he thought I didn't know. And that was exactly why I made sure to be late to make him sit there and wonder if I would come, almost like what he did to me.When I finally a
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Alex hesitated as I kept my firm grip on his hand, his eyes were looking everywhere but at me, he looked scared and he ought to be.I stared at him, daring him to make any move that would mean he thought he could walk away.“Sit. The. Fuck. Down. Now.” I said as I intentionally placed emphasis on each word so he could see how freaking serious I was. He exhaled as I could see his chest rising and falling. He looked as if he was preparing for something far worse than a mere conversation.He sat down and I let him go, smiling as I took my own seat.“I—I don’t know where to start, Sophie,” he stammered, his fingers twitching against the table. “It wasn’t supposed to go like this. None of it was.”I leaned in closer, every part of me wanting him to feel every ounce of my anger. But I wanted the truth. I needed it now, even if it hurt.“Start with why you thought it was okay to destroy me. Why?”Alex’s face darkened showing regret, but I knew him well enough to know that he didn't regret h
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-05My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter eighty seven: My ex best friend
I rolled my eyes at her obvious pretense, but she wasn’t done talking. “How has life been so far?”She was talking like we were fucking old friends. The audacity!I stared at her, daring her to keep pretending like she wasn’t the bitch who had stabbed me in the back and helped burn everything I built.Lily was immaculate, as usual. She sat up straight, her posture perfect, her makeup flawless, and her clothes pressed. She looked every bit the image of power and control. Her smile was calculated to make her seem like the untouchable, perfect woman she always thought she was.And then there was Alex. He was the complete opposite. He stood up like his spine had turned to rubber. His eyes were hollow, his face drawn, like a man who had been completely drained of all pride and strength. He had the look of someone who had given up before they even fought. A man caught in a storm he couldn’t weather. “You shouldn’t be here, Lily,” he stammered, stepping toward her like a puppet. “This wasn’
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-06My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter eighty eight: Ethan's secret
I was barely outside the café when my phone rang with a notification. I took it and saw it was a text from Ethan. I didn't even know why my heart started beating three times faster when I saw he had sent a reply. Ethan: Come over. Now. “Taxi!” I yelled, waving my hand like my life depended on it. The driver looked startled but stopped. “Up Street,” I said, breathless. Ethan had replied and now It was time for answers. *** Ethan’s apartment always felt like a museum—too perfect and cold, much like his own personality. The only warmth came from the scent of sandalwood. I took in deep breaths as I pressed the doorbell. He didn't even waste time opening the door. "Didn’t expect you to show up so fast," he said, his expression looking very annoyed. I couldn't help rolling my eyes. "I wasn’t sure you would respond so fast." "Yet here we are," he said in a monotone. “Are you going to let me in or?” I said, letting the question stretch. “By all means,” he said, parting aside so I co
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-08My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter eighty nine: The calm before the storm
I was still fuming when I followed Ethan out of the apartment.I didn’t wait for him to speak. I didn’t look at him, he didn't even deserve my look right now.It didn't matter that he kept glancing at me like he wanted to say something, the fact remained that he didn’t.At least when it mattered he didn't speak and now, apparently, I had to be the perfect little businesswoman, smiling at Mr. Ventura like I hadn’t just been accused, betrayed, and silenced all in one day.A perfect day in the life of Ethan Blackwood's whore.As we stepped outside I couldn't help but blink because two sleek black cars were already waiting for us. Of course they were. Ethan Blackwood didn’t do things halfway.He walked ahead of me like I wasn’t burning holes into his back with my eyes. A driver opened the back door of the first car and Ethan waited for me to get in first.Ethan took the driver seat while I assumed the driver was doing to drive the other car.I didn’t say thank you or anything at all, lik
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-09My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter ninety: Blood is definitely not thicker than water.
Mr. Blackwood Sr. took a confident step forward not even bothering to reply Ethan as he was gesturing smoothly toward the elevators like he owned the entire deal. “Let me show you to your room, Mr. Ventura. I personally made sure everything was prepared.”Ethan moved fast, reaching out to stop him with a hand on his arm. “This is my business deal,” he said under his breath, as he was sounding as if he was trying to control his anger.His father didn’t even flinch. He just turned slightly, smiling in that polished way that made my skin crawl. “And what would you know about handling a client of this caliber? You still think business is about charm and pretty offices.”Ethan’s jaw clenched. “The only thing you’ve ever managed was marrying my mother and—”I stepped in quickly, slipping between them like it was the most natural thing in the world. My hand found Ethan’s hand as I was gently squeezing his fingers. He looked at me, eyes still burning.“Please don’t.” I mouthed, just for him
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-10My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter ninety-one: My father is a D-I-C-K
Ethan’s POVMr. Ventura was talking something about the potential collaboration, design inspirations, how impressed he was with the hotel’s architecture. I should’ve been listening. I really should’ve. But lI couldn’t hear him. Not really.My father’s voice was still ringing in my head. That smug, calculated tone, smug face and that condescending tone. I hated the way he always walked into a room like he owned it—even when he didn't, the man always used to pretend like he gave a damn when really, he was just here to take over — like he always did.“I'll see you tomorrow Ethan.” Mr. Ventura said Sophie gave my hand a gentle squeeze and I felt peace, she had a certain effect on me like she was the only thing keeping me grounded in a world that constantly tried to set me on fire.I gave him an obviously fake smile, he turned to look at Sophie, I didn't know why but he genuinely liked her, she had that effect on people I guess.I didn't deserve her.She wasn’t saying anything, just hold
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-11My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter ninety two: Cracks in the Armor
Sophie’s POV If there was a bigger way to describe the word awkward, I would, because that was exactly how this car ride felt. It was immensely silent as Ethan stared out of the window with distant eyes, his jaw clenched as if he were still back in the elevator, confronting his father. I had never seen him like this before—exposed, with all his emotions laid bare. Even though it was anger, I could relate with how he fells because I know how many times I wished I had confronted my mother the way he did his father And I appreciated the fact that I could see the almighty Ethan Blackwood to be a man with emotions and not a robot or something like that. But it just didn’t make sense. At the dinner where my mother introduced me to them, Ethan had seemed perfectly okay with his father. Then again, come to think of it, there was minimal interaction between them. Almost like… tolerance for peace sake and not even an atom of affection. I wanted to say something, anything, to break the sil
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My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter ninety two: Cracks in the Armor
Sophie’s POV If there was a bigger way to describe the word awkward, I would, because that was exactly how this car ride felt. It was immensely silent as Ethan stared out of the window with distant eyes, his jaw clenched as if he were still back in the elevator, confronting his father. I had never seen him like this before—exposed, with all his emotions laid bare. Even though it was anger, I could relate with how he fells because I know how many times I wished I had confronted my mother the way he did his father And I appreciated the fact that I could see the almighty Ethan Blackwood to be a man with emotions and not a robot or something like that. But it just didn’t make sense. At the dinner where my mother introduced me to them, Ethan had seemed perfectly okay with his father. Then again, come to think of it, there was minimal interaction between them. Almost like… tolerance for peace sake and not even an atom of affection. I wanted to say something, anything, to break the sil
My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter ninety-one: My father is a D-I-C-K
Ethan’s POVMr. Ventura was talking something about the potential collaboration, design inspirations, how impressed he was with the hotel’s architecture. I should’ve been listening. I really should’ve. But lI couldn’t hear him. Not really.My father’s voice was still ringing in my head. That smug, calculated tone, smug face and that condescending tone. I hated the way he always walked into a room like he owned it—even when he didn't, the man always used to pretend like he gave a damn when really, he was just here to take over — like he always did.“I'll see you tomorrow Ethan.” Mr. Ventura said Sophie gave my hand a gentle squeeze and I felt peace, she had a certain effect on me like she was the only thing keeping me grounded in a world that constantly tried to set me on fire.I gave him an obviously fake smile, he turned to look at Sophie, I didn't know why but he genuinely liked her, she had that effect on people I guess.I didn't deserve her.She wasn’t saying anything, just hold
My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter ninety: Blood is definitely not thicker than water.
Mr. Blackwood Sr. took a confident step forward not even bothering to reply Ethan as he was gesturing smoothly toward the elevators like he owned the entire deal. “Let me show you to your room, Mr. Ventura. I personally made sure everything was prepared.”Ethan moved fast, reaching out to stop him with a hand on his arm. “This is my business deal,” he said under his breath, as he was sounding as if he was trying to control his anger.His father didn’t even flinch. He just turned slightly, smiling in that polished way that made my skin crawl. “And what would you know about handling a client of this caliber? You still think business is about charm and pretty offices.”Ethan’s jaw clenched. “The only thing you’ve ever managed was marrying my mother and—”I stepped in quickly, slipping between them like it was the most natural thing in the world. My hand found Ethan’s hand as I was gently squeezing his fingers. He looked at me, eyes still burning.“Please don’t.” I mouthed, just for him
My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter eighty nine: The calm before the storm
I was still fuming when I followed Ethan out of the apartment.I didn’t wait for him to speak. I didn’t look at him, he didn't even deserve my look right now.It didn't matter that he kept glancing at me like he wanted to say something, the fact remained that he didn’t.At least when it mattered he didn't speak and now, apparently, I had to be the perfect little businesswoman, smiling at Mr. Ventura like I hadn’t just been accused, betrayed, and silenced all in one day.A perfect day in the life of Ethan Blackwood's whore.As we stepped outside I couldn't help but blink because two sleek black cars were already waiting for us. Of course they were. Ethan Blackwood didn’t do things halfway.He walked ahead of me like I wasn’t burning holes into his back with my eyes. A driver opened the back door of the first car and Ethan waited for me to get in first.Ethan took the driver seat while I assumed the driver was doing to drive the other car.I didn’t say thank you or anything at all, lik
My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter eighty eight: Ethan's secret
I was barely outside the café when my phone rang with a notification. I took it and saw it was a text from Ethan. I didn't even know why my heart started beating three times faster when I saw he had sent a reply. Ethan: Come over. Now. “Taxi!” I yelled, waving my hand like my life depended on it. The driver looked startled but stopped. “Up Street,” I said, breathless. Ethan had replied and now It was time for answers. *** Ethan’s apartment always felt like a museum—too perfect and cold, much like his own personality. The only warmth came from the scent of sandalwood. I took in deep breaths as I pressed the doorbell. He didn't even waste time opening the door. "Didn’t expect you to show up so fast," he said, his expression looking very annoyed. I couldn't help rolling my eyes. "I wasn’t sure you would respond so fast." "Yet here we are," he said in a monotone. “Are you going to let me in or?” I said, letting the question stretch. “By all means,” he said, parting aside so I co
My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter eighty seven: My ex best friend
I rolled my eyes at her obvious pretense, but she wasn’t done talking. “How has life been so far?”She was talking like we were fucking old friends. The audacity!I stared at her, daring her to keep pretending like she wasn’t the bitch who had stabbed me in the back and helped burn everything I built.Lily was immaculate, as usual. She sat up straight, her posture perfect, her makeup flawless, and her clothes pressed. She looked every bit the image of power and control. Her smile was calculated to make her seem like the untouchable, perfect woman she always thought she was.And then there was Alex. He was the complete opposite. He stood up like his spine had turned to rubber. His eyes were hollow, his face drawn, like a man who had been completely drained of all pride and strength. He had the look of someone who had given up before they even fought. A man caught in a storm he couldn’t weather. “You shouldn’t be here, Lily,” he stammered, stepping toward her like a puppet. “This wasn’
My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter Eighty-six: The Answer He Owed Me
Alex hesitated as I kept my firm grip on his hand, his eyes were looking everywhere but at me, he looked scared and he ought to be.I stared at him, daring him to make any move that would mean he thought he could walk away.“Sit. The. Fuck. Down. Now.” I said as I intentionally placed emphasis on each word so he could see how freaking serious I was. He exhaled as I could see his chest rising and falling. He looked as if he was preparing for something far worse than a mere conversation.He sat down and I let him go, smiling as I took my own seat.“I—I don’t know where to start, Sophie,” he stammered, his fingers twitching against the table. “It wasn’t supposed to go like this. None of it was.”I leaned in closer, every part of me wanting him to feel every ounce of my anger. But I wanted the truth. I needed it now, even if it hurt.“Start with why you thought it was okay to destroy me. Why?”Alex’s face darkened showing regret, but I knew him well enough to know that he didn't regret h
My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter Eighty Five: Confronting Alex (1)
Curiosity indeed was a dangerous thing. It nudges you toward answers you may not be ready for. But after everything, I deserved to know.After all curiosity killed the cat and I wasn't ‘the cat’ I was Sophia and it was as simple as that.I needed to meet Alex to find out why he did what he did, so I texted him.I didn’t tell Ethan. If he knew, he would never let me come. I knew that he had probably found a thousand ways to keep Alex from speaking to me at all. But Ethan wasn’t here nowOf course Alex thought I didn’t know and that’s what made this interesting.I texted him earlier, keeping it simple I sent him a ‘we need to talk’ text and he didn't even hesitate to reply asking for the location and of course I told him the café that made the donuts I liked.He agreed, I wondered why he said yes maybe it was because he thought I didn't know. And that was exactly why I made sure to be late to make him sit there and wonder if I would come, almost like what he did to me.When I finally a
My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter Eighty-four: Alex's Second betrayal
Sophie POVI wasn't a crying mess anymore thanks to Rachel, there was a movie playing in the background, but I wasn’t really watching. Rachel sat beside me, curled up with a pillow, her eyes moving between the screen and me.“I like how you handled Ethan,” she said out of the blue as she stuffed her mouth with a handful of popcorn. I nodded not wanting to talk about him but he kept on going. “You sent him right out the door. That’s exactly what he needed.”I let out a small laugh that didn't quite reach anywhere. “You know how stubborn he is, but I had to.”Rachel nodded, looking extremely satisfied. “If he comes back, you do it again. You don’t need him messing with your peace.”Her words felt reassuring, after all she had been by my side through everything, my rock when I needed one the most.Without warning the front door opened and I cursed myself for not locking it after Ethan left again, because there he was again obviously not learning his lesson that I didn't want to see him a
